Nanaba's understood.

It's not that there is no way to detoxify, but there is no time to refine the antidote, and time is the most critical issue.

Mr. Twenty-Three seemed to suddenly remember something, circling around the seven leaves, looking at him carefully, as if he was going to see through his whole person.

Qiye was uncomfortable when he was looked at, and couldn't help but ask, "Senior Brother Twenty-three, why are you looking at me like this, is there anything dirty on my face?"

Mr. Twenty-Three shook his head and said, "It's not true, it's just that I have a question in my heart, and I ask the junior brother to help me answer it." ”

Qiye: "Twenty-third senior brother, excuse me." ”

Mr. Twenty-Three said: "Little junior brother, your wounds are also dealt with by me, if I am not mistaken, junior brother, you and Senior Nephew Fan should be injured at the same time, and they are injured under the same weapon." But why did Master Fan's nephew get the three poisons because of this, but you were fine?"

"This ......," Qiye muttered.

It's really hard for him to explain this, and he can't tell Mr. Twenty-Three that he comes from a high-tech world, where everyone is born with a serum to strengthen their bodies, so that they are protected from poison and disease.

Mr. Twenty-Three: "Could it be that the little junior brother has something unspeakable?"

Qiye said: "It's not that there's anything unspeakable, it's just that I can't say anything about it." I only remember eating a strange fruit when I was a child, and since then, I have been free from poison and disease. ”

It's all made up.,Seven leaves want to get through in the muddy.。

Mr. Twenty-Three pondered, "After eating it, it will not be invaded by all poisons and diseases, and there is such a miraculous fruit in this world? What does that fruit look like?"

Seven leaves: "Round, about the size of a head, bright red as blood, and there seem to be some strange lines on it...... I can't remember clearly, it's been too long, I was only seven years old at the time, I hadn't eaten for three days, and when I saw such a fruit, I didn't care about it, so I ate it. ”

Mr. Twenty-Three hesitated: "Round, the size of a head, bright red as blood, and there are strange lines on the surface...... Could it be the legendary Zhu Guo?"

Nanaba: "What is Zhu Guo?"

Mr. Twenty-Three said: "I have only heard of such a legend, the legend, in the west of the sunset, there is a tree named 'Wakaki', which blooms a flower in 5,000 years, and gives birth to a fruit in 5,000 years, absorbing the afterglow of the sunset for 10,000 years, and giving birth to a strange fruit, which is for Zhuguo." After eating Zhuguo, not only can it not invade all poisons and diseases, but also get unexpected miraculous effects. ”

"There is such a miraculous fruit in this world?" Nanaba's deliberate appearance of surprise was deliberately pretended.

In fact, on the sixth floor of the library of the academy, there is a book that records the ten sacred trees between heaven and earth, and Wakaki is one of the ten sacred trees.

Qiye had already known about Zhu Guo's affairs, so he deliberately said those words and led the matter to Zhu Guo and Ruomu, so as to distract Mr. Twenty-Three, so as to get rid of 'suspicion'.

Mr. Twenty-Three: "It's just a legend, whether it's true or not, no one knows." However, I heard you say just now that you are invincible, but it made me think of a way to treat Master Fan's nephew, which may be effective. This can be a bit detrimental to you, though. ”

Qiye's eyes lit up, "Senior Brother Twenty-three, say quickly, what can I do? As long as I can save Miss Xi Shi, I can do anything." ”

Mr. Twenty-Three: "The solution is very simple, that is, use the blood of your little junior brother to feed Senior Fan and nephew." ”

"With my blood?" Nanaba's stunned voice.

Mr. Twenty-Three nodded and said, "That's right, since you said that you are invincible to all poisons, then, if I want to use your blood, I should be able to restrain the three poisons." Even if it can't be detoxified, at least it can temporarily suppress the toxicity and delay time until I refine the antidote. ”

Qiye Fox wondered: "Is this really useful?"

Mr. Twenty-Three: "I don't know, but now I really can't think of any other way to save Master Fan's nephew." ”

Qiye said without hesitation: "Then give it a try and bring a knife." ”

Mr. Twenty-Three hesitated: "Now, will you be too reluctant? Your injuries are not light, and you have lost so much blood, if you bleed again, your body will probably not be able to support it." ”

Qiye didn't change his face: "It's okay, anyway, my life was saved by her, and it's a big deal to return it to her." ”

"Okay. "Qiye said so, what else can Mr. Twenty-Three say?I can only hand him a knife.。

With a strong stroke, Qiye cut through his palm, clenched his fist, and drops of red blood overflowed and fell into the teacup on the table.

It was enough to fill the entire teacup before Nanaba's bleeding stopped.

His face, which had already become pale due to excessive blood loss, was even more haggard, as white as a fragile piece of white paper, without blood, Qiye felt that the sky was spinning in his head, and the whole person was swaying, and he couldn't even stand on his feet.

He lost so much blood that he almost collapsed!

Mr. Twenty-Three hurriedly helped him to sit down, took out a few more black ammunition, and stuffed them into his mouth.

After a while, the power of the elixir dissolved in his body, and Qiye felt a warm current circulating in his body, which made his weak condition much better, at least his head was not dizzy.

After seeing that Qiye's condition improved, Mr. Twenty-Three was relieved and shifted his attention to Fan Xishi.

I saw Mr. Twenty-Three mash a few pills into powder, pour them into a teacup, stir them with the blood of Qiye, and slowly feed them to Fan Xishi to drink.

Qiye asked anxiously, "Senior Brother Twenty-three, what about her situation, is my blood effective?"

Mr. Twenty-Three couldn't help but wonder, "Even if it's an elixir, it can't be immediate. The three absolute poisons have already traveled all over Master Fan's nephew's body, if you want to suppress it comprehensively, how can it be so fast? Wait, if she can wake up within two hours, it will prove that your blood is effective. ”

Qiye was stunned when he heard this, and said with a wry smile: "If you care, it's chaotic, it's because I'm too anxious." ”

Mr. Twenty-Three: "Little junior brother, you have just released so much blood, and your body is very weak, go and rest, I will be here here." ”

Qiye shook his head and said, "It's okay for me, I want to watch her wake up." ”

Mr. Twenty-Three opened his mouth, and was about to say something, when suddenly, a figure appeared at the door of the room, and immediately changed his words: "Okay, then you can help me watch Master Fan's nephew." I went to dispense some medicine, and her heart and lung injuries were also very serious, and she couldn't be careless. ”

Qiye wanted to get up and say thank you, but one person preemptively said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Twenty-three." ”

When Qiye heard this, he looked back, only to see a middle-aged man in a green robe and dressed elegantly standing at the door of the room, holding a scroll in his hand, and bowing to Mr. Twenty-three.

Mr. Twenty-Three: "Twenty-eight junior brother, everyone is a senior brother, your apprentice is also my junior nephew, I should save her, what do you say to me?"

Mr. Twenty-Eight!?

Qiye was shocked, this person is the twenty-eighth Mr. Confucian Garden, known as the painting saint, the master of Fan Xishi?

Qiye had a weak heart for no reason, after all, Fan Xishi ended up in this situation in order to save himself, as a master, will Mr. Twenty-Eight ask himself for this?

Mr. Twenty-Eight: "With the words of the twenty-third senior brother, I will be relieved." ”

"Okay, junior brother twenty-eight, you help me take care of it here, I'll go to dispense medicine." Mr. Twenty-Three patted Nanaba's shoulder and walked out.

Qiye knew very well, why did Mr. Twenty-Three pat him on the shoulder?

"Senior Brother Twenty-Eight, please be seated. Qiye said a little embarrassed.

Mr. Twenty-Eight said coldly: "This is my room, I know better than you." ”

Nanaba: "......"

Mr. Twenty-Eight walked straight to the opposite side of Qiye and sat down, glanced at Fan Xishi who was lying on the bed, and said slowly: "Xi Shi, she...... Actually, he is no longer my apprentice. ”

Qiye was surprised: "It's not your apprentice anymore, why is this?"

Mr. Twenty-Eight did not answer, and spread out the scroll in his hand, and it turned out to be a sketch with a few apples painted on it, which was very simple, but very vivid and lifelike.

Nanaba's recognition at a glance was the painting he had given to Mr. Twenty-Eight.

"Did you draw this?" asked Mr. Twenty-Eight.

Qiye became more and more embarrassed, "Yes." ”

Mr. Twenty-Eight: "The painting is good, Xi Shi liked it at first sight when he saw this painting, and he appreciated it very much." ”

Qiye said modestly: "Miss Xi Shi is too famous, she and Mr. Twenty-Eight are both painters, my little carving insect skills, compared with the two, is too far behind." ”

Mr. Twenty-Eight ignored him and spread out the second painting.

Another sketch is a painting of Fan Xishi, which is the painting made for Fan Xishi in the pavilion that day.

Mr. Twenty-Eight: "You painted it too?"

Nanabata nodded.

Mr. Twenty-Eight: "Xi Shi told me that she has painted tens of thousands of paintings in her life, some of them are casually painted, and some of them are carefully painted, but none of them can compare to this one. So, she decided to stop painting from now on. ”

Nanaba's understood.

The apprentice of the painting saint will inherit his mantle and inherit the title of painting saint in the future.

If you don't paint, how can you become a painting saint, and how can you be a painting saint's apprentice?

Fan Shish expelled himself from the division.

Qiye listened to it and grinded his teeth secretly, he just wanted to use sketching to attract Fan Xishi's attention, but he never expected that Fan Xishi would give up painting, which was something he never expected.

For a while, he was as smart as seven leaves, and he didn't know what to say?

Mr. Twenty-Eight asked, "Do you know what I mean by saying this?"

Qiye didn't dare to be sure: "Twenty-eighth Senior Brother wants me to persuade Miss Xi Shi to turn back and pick up the painting path from scratch?"

Mr. Twenty-Eight snorted coldly: "She is no longer my apprentice, she never picks up the painting from scratch, what does it have to do with me? I say these words to you to tell you that she likes your paintings." ”

Qiye thought for a while and said solemnly: "I understand, after Miss Xi Shi recovers from her injury, I will teach her the methods and skills of painting." I believe that with her talent, she will definitely be able to learn it soon, and she is better than the blue. ”

"Are you really stupid? or are you pretending to be stupid?"

Mr. Twenty-Eight was instantly angry, slapped the table and shouted angrily: "Who wants you to pass on your painting skills to her? I want to tell you that Xi Shi likes you, not only your paintings, but also you as a person." ”